Scrappy Little Things

 

Then the whole world turned right-side up

Inside those big brown eyes

Where hung the universe

Like pearls on a string.

Another hidden room opened

Specially designed

To house an infinite, unconditional love

Wearing floppy ears and a tan coat,

A colossal personality in a tiny body

Contained behind a generous, exuberant grin.

 

*Today was Clear the Shelters day and though I went there for one dog, I ended up with a totally different one…the one I was meant for. Scrappy is his name.  He chose me, and I couldn’t be happier. 

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Dancing Stars

If you love her

make her shine.

Make her glow where all can see.

For star she was and star she is,

and star she always will be.

 

Make her shine

bright as the moon,

bright as the moon at sea.

For love will do

as love has done

for all eternity.

 

And in the end

she’ll know your love

was her’s with certainty.

So make her shine,

Make her glow,

And she’ll love fearlessly.

 

*Sometimes, you just need time, space, and quiet to heal and recharge. ❤

And the Rain Still Falls

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Through my tears I hear a sound

Meant for me alone.

Faintly at first,

Then growing nearer.

The darkness that enfolds me

Is but a faint echo

Of the torment my soul hides.

The night closes in on me,

Accepting me,

Sheltering me.

Closer now,

Louder,

The beating of drums.

Or is it my heart,

Long dead inside this shell

Called a body?

 

And still the rain falls

Around this empty soul

And what the rain hides

Remains a mystery.

For who knows

When the sun will shine again

On this darkening land?

Who knows when

The light will fill this beating heart

Just barely alive

Inside this body.

 

And the autumn forest

Hides all with its deadening leaves,

Covering the earth

With a blanket of mist.

And yet, a lone voice can be heard

Through the stillness.

The sweetness of its sound

Wails through the trees

And fills the void.

 

A shadow of what it once was,

The forest comes alive

With the dawning of a new day.

But the soul that hides inside its shell

Folds deeper inside the darkness.

The sound I hear still beats,

And I am still cold,

And the rain still falls.

 

*Throwback Thursday poem: one I wrote when I was 27. I was halfway through my custody battle with my ex-husband at the time and I was also dealing with feelings of jealousy and learning to overcome that battle. I am very pleased to say I did win that war (with jealousy, that is). I still get pangs from time to time depending on the situation and what is otherwise occurring but I remind myself of how small it makes me feel and how alone, and the feeling goes away.

If Love Grew On Trees

 

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If love grew on trees,

Like flowers in the spring,

Then littered my lawn in fall

I would send you all

Proof that love isn’t in things,

But in the air we breathe.

 

I’d show you love isn’t just one day

But grows the whole year round,

Indigenous everywhere,

But it needs attention and care,

And should never be bound,

Or look in kind to repay

 

Feelings you think one owes.

It’s not in chocolates or a romantic date,

Nor in jewelry that sparkles bright.

Rather, it’s in the heart, that glowing light,

And people whose lives we should celebrate,

Because that’s the way love grows.

 

If love grew on trees

that is what I would send

to everyone I love

not just today but when I think of

them my love would transcend

and fly on the breeze.

 

If love grew on trees…